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Panama - Quinn XCII
Lyrics by：Mikael Temrowski/David Von Mering/Grant Yarber
Composed by：Mikael Temrowski/David Von Mering/Grant Yarber
Hold on to me hold on to me
Panama now seems so sad
Have we outgrown our childhood memories
Paranoid that we may have
Send postcards with our names signed gently
Writing down what's in my head
We're wasting time you claim there's plenty
It's all I think about in my bed
22 years in a row
I never missed you around my lowest
'Cause you were always there
Yeah you were always there
It's breaking my body down slow
I never told you to up and go
But I still know you're there
Yeah I still know you're there
You'll wait for me tonight
'Til our moment arrives
I'll stay writing words in the memory of you
You tell me way-oh
Don't mind me saying but I can't stay longer
Way-oh I'm leaving this place and I'll be good
Hold on to me hold on to me
Panama now seems so sad
Have we outgrown our childhood memories
Paranoid that we may have
Send postcards with our names signed gently
Writing down what's in my head
We're wasting time you claim there's plenty
It's all I think about in my bed
It's all I think about in my head
25 years feeling old
I was younger when you came home
Now I'm so aware of oh how much you cared
I'm taking my time on the road
So these memories I'll always hold
Yeah I'm so aware of oh how much you cared
'Cause you were me and I was you
Tears rushing once our time was through
It's not often I see your coffin
Just know I'm lost in the pain from you
You tell me way-oh way-oh
Don't mind me saying but I can't stay longer
Way-oh I'm leaving this place and I'll be good
Hold on to me hold on to me
Panama now seems so sad
Have we outgrown our childhood memories
Paranoid that we may have
Send postcards with our names signed gently
Writing down what's in my head
We're waisting time you claim there's plenty
It's all I think about in my bed
Feelings change and feelings go
I know this I know
Though we're distant on this road
I know this I know
There's a feeling in the waves
Your eyes on me then suddenly it all feels okay
Hold on to me hold on to me
Panama now seems so sad
Have we outgrown our childhood memories
Paranoid that we may have we may have
Send postcards with our names signed gently
Writing down what's in my head
We're wasting time you claim there's plenty
It's all I think about in my bed